ATPnovel Chapter 347 The Immortal Palace of Xuanji
Chapter 347 The Immortal Palace of Xuanji
"Having mastered all four methods means you've just cultivated the fourth divine power..."
"When the four methods are perfected, all four supernatural powers are fully realized, and one can officially begin the pursuit of gold..."
Of course, depending on the lineage, even among those who have reached the pinnacle of the Four Methods and attained the Perfected Purple Mansion, there are still differences in strength...
"However, in the Qi Refining Path, even among those at the Nascent Soul stage, their combat strength varies drastically... It is said that there are legendary Nascent Soul cultivators who can even cause headaches for Deity Transformation cultivators..."
"Uh, it seems that in the realm of Qi Cultivation, some exceptionally high-level cultivators at the Perfected Purple Mansion stage can also exchange blows with immortals... like the current Grand Master Guangmu..."
"Furthermore, cultivators at the Purple Mansion Perfection stage from illustrious lineages like the Great Sun, Metal, and Fire might generally be able to defeat immortals, divine officials, and Buddhist disciples from less prominent lineages... provided that Golden Core True Monarchs don't intervene secretly."
"Consuming one's own metal element is a burden for a Golden Core True Lord. The immortal subordinates promoted... will most likely be able to utilize the True Lord's authority, or even directly become the True Lord's manifestation, incarnation, or walking body... At this point, it's no longer something that a Purple Mansion can exploit."
Fang Qing had the second nascent soul take charge of the cultivation technique, and his thoughts continued to diverge.
Then, a part of his consciousness came to the 'Dao Sheng Zhu' and began to observe the world of the Dao of Breathing.
……
He accepted the explanation.
Mysterious Void Heaven.
With the help of a disciple's idea, Fang Qing transformed into a young man in a blue robe and strolled around Qiantang District at will.
Inside a tavern.
The swordsman with short hair and tattoos drank heavily: "I've heard that another famous sword has emerged on Sword Inquiry Mountain... Its sword light is like spring flowers and autumn moon, intoxicating the heart and soul... It's called 'Rebirth of Youth'! It's the sword of a newly promoted Purple Mansion True Person..."
"Haha... Brother, this news is outdated. That true master was a scion of a prominent family in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. When he attained enlightenment, the room was filled with osmanthus blossoms and the trees were lush and verdant... He cultivated the [Well Wood]."
Another swordsman laughed.
"I've heard that several Wood-element Purple Mansion cultivators have broken through to new heights in the nearby seas..."
"Not only that, recently the production of Wood-elemental spirit objects has been increasing throughout the world... This is very beneficial for Wood-elemental spirits."
"And within our Xuanxu Heaven, there has been an increase in various matters concerning the transmission of teachings..."
As the swordsmen spoke, their voices lowered.
They seemed afraid that continuing to speak would incur divine retribution.
But in their hearts, a thought inexplicably arose: 'Could it be... that a certain Wood Virtue True Lord has awakened? Only such a powerful being can bring spring back to the earth and greatly benefit the Wood Virtue...'
Fang Qing, also holding a pot of wine, poured himself a drink in a corner.
"Mu Deyao..."
He thought for a moment, then suddenly paused, recalling the abbot of the Horse-Headed Vajra Temple, Dorje.
Their secular family also has cultivators who have reached the Dao Foundation stage and are attempting to break through to the Purple Mansion stage, and it seems that they are also cultivating the Wood element!
"Good heavens, they're not just adjusting the spiritual atmosphere near the coast, they're even involving the Shu region?"
[The hornwood] has the appearance of spreading its wings widely; is this part of a layout?
"Is it possible that a True Lord is even clearly behind the scenes supporting them, which is why not only the Wu Yue Sword Pavilion and the Nine Heavens Fire Palace... but even the sworn enemy, Mo Yun Cliff, have tolerated this?"
Back in the blessed land of the East Sea, Master Guangmu drew his sword and killed Master Yaochen to uphold his authority!
After Hou Xuan Zhenren took over the management of Moyun Cliff, the fact that they could tolerate even this was probably extraordinary.
"Could it be that the mastermind behind Master Guangmu is even stronger than the one at Moyun Cliff?"
Did the other person wake up earlier? Or are they in better condition?
"It is now nearly 8,669 years into the ancient calendar... There are only 25 years left until the Taihuang Heaven reopens... Time is truly running out."
"This should be the last chance before the many True Lords become active again."
"But... if I want to know the secret, I can just ask that old bastard Sanmu directly."
"Besides, in my current state, I can still try to bluff him!"
Fang Qing slowly finished his drink and stood up.
He disguised himself as a disciple and walked through the Xuanxu Heaven, while secretly connecting with the metal element of the [Female Earth].
A flash of dark golden light appeared in his eyes.
The surrounding scenery and figures instantly became illusory.
He vaguely saw a palace, with white jade bricks, gold and silver beams, and an ethereal atmosphere. On the front was a plaque with five large characters: "Xuanji Immortal Palace"!
Beyond the palace, there are countless mountains, rivers, vegetation, and palaces...
This "Xuanji Immortal Palace" actually occupies less than one ten-thousandth of the entire cave heaven.
"So, our spiritual presence here was merely confined to the Xuanji Immortal Palace. We were truly making our way within the confines of a snail's shell..."
Fang Qing has her own understanding of this.
"And within the grotto-heaven, over 99% of the area remains sealed off... Or perhaps, it still belongs to that True Lord?"
He dared not look any further, for fear of disturbing the True Lord of the Mysterious Void Heaven.
Judging from his performance, he should be a True Lord of the orthodox Taiyi Xuanmen sect...
I wonder what their current condition is, whether they are still asleep?
……
A residential house.
In the courtyard, there is a camphor tree.
The surrounding area is covered with lush grass, exuding a rich sense of life.
suddenly!
The courtyard gate was suddenly flung open, and a wooden puppet jumped out from the camphor tree that had split open.
The puppet landed and transformed into an old man in green robes, none other than "Sanmu Zhenren"!
He looked at the courtyard gate with a puzzled expression, wondering, "How could an outsider forcibly open this private cave dwelling of Xuanxu Heaven?"
But before he could finish speaking, the sound of bats flapping their wings came from all sides.
Countless bats flapped their jet-black wings, forming a canopy that shrouded the courtyard in darkness.
In an instant, the Scattered Wood Immortal felt as if this place was 'separated' from the Mysterious Void Heaven, and the earth trembled, with one grave after another rising up.
A figure shrouded in the radiance of the "Female Earth" light, barely discernible as humanoid, entered the courtyard.
The terrifying aura caused Sanmu Zhenren's expression to change repeatedly, and he tried to extinguish this thought without even thinking!
He made prior arrangements, entering Xuanxu Heaven only with a wisp of thought of a substitute. This was a precaution for the "Four Min Sect Masters" and also helped him avoid many dangers.
But this time, 'avoidance' seems to have failed.
Snapped!
With a casual wave of his hand, Fang Qing's terrifying aura forced Sanmu Zhenren to kneel on the ground, unable even to commit suicide.
He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his heart filled with regret: "Why didn't my 'Camphor Willow Spirit' give prior notice? Heaven's secrets didn't even warn me..."
"This one... seems to be a Golden Core cultivator, but... well, it doesn't really count as a Golden Core cultivator..."
"This is terrible..."
Sanmu Zhenren was filled with despair.
Then, the mysterious being shrouded in the radiance of [Female Earth] spoke up: "Which True Lord supports Guangmu's pursuit of gold?"
Sanmu Zhenren buried his head deep in the earth, uttering a muffled sound: "This humble...this humble...this humble only knows that he was a [Jiaomu] Zhenjun, who was suspected of being in a vacancy and assisting Guangmu in ascending the throne, all to seek obedience and submission..."
"A missing True Lord? A ghost immortal?"
"Hmm, these ghost immortals are among the weakest of the True Monarchs... They have the least metal element, and might not even be able to be promoted to the Immortal rank... But weakness also has its advantages, namely fewer restrictions... Furthermore, wood element is not included in the Great Dao lineage, so True Monarchs are in better condition and can strike earlier? Just like the Great Roc King?"
Fang Qing's mind raced: 'Assisting Guangmu in ascending to the position of master is for the sake of future promotion? Is there really such a good thing in this world of Qi Cultivation?'
Once Guangmu is in its proper position, it becomes the master of Jiaomu, the master of the Wood Virtue. Promoting someone in a vacant position should be feasible, since Jiaomu also symbolizes the gathering of many trees and the widespread cultivation of wings.
"That's just something you can fool... Even Master Guangmu himself might not believe it."
"But there must be some truth to it, such as first supporting Guangmu Zheng [Jiaomu] Jinwei..."
"But Elder Master Guangmu's lifespan has already exceeded five hundred years; even if it extends further, there is a limit. It is only natural to try once before the many True Lords awaken..."
"As expected, Guangmu's testimony to Jin was quite a show."
Fang Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he asked Sanmu, "What have you been in charge of lately?"
Sanmu Zhenren replied, "I am not a core member of the Tianjiao Sect. I am only responsible for waving flags and shouting slogans on the periphery. In addition, I spread some Mude Zifu cultivation techniques in Xuanxu Heaven and guide some rogue cultivators... Guangmu Dazhenren is eager to attain the position of master, and he cannot afford to make the slightest mistake. It is not enough to just regulate the spiritual atmosphere near the sea. He also wants the Mude Zifu to emerge frequently throughout the world, creating a thriving atmosphere..."
"No wonder there have been so many Mu De Zi Fu lately, it turns out there's more to it than meets the eye..."
Fang Qing nodded, then thought of the Secret Realm.
Even if the Heavenly Horn Sect has long reach, it may not be able to penetrate into the secret realm.
He thought for a moment, then gently reached out and grabbed Sanmu by the neck, lifting him up.
When the old Taoist priest's face turned completely red, he casually tossed it away.
"Ahem... My lord, please forgive me, my lord, please forgive me..."
Sanmu was so frightened that his face turned pale, not knowing how he had offended this Earth Virtue Golden Elixir.
"I have taken a wisp of your breath... for use in witchcraft."
Fang Qing said calmly, his voice revealing neither joy nor anger: "I organized a gathering in the Xuanxu Heaven for a while, and named it the 'Junshan Gathering'... Do you understand what I mean?"
"Yes, from this day forward, I am a member of the Junshan Society."
Sanmu Zhenren quickly responded.
"Hmm, not bad...you have a good eye."
Fang Qing smiled as the gloom above the sky dissipated. He turned around, seemingly about to leave the small house.
Sanmu Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little worried.
He was well aware of the mysterious and unpredictable nature of witchcraft. He had been stripped of a wisp of his life force, and from then on, his life was in the hands of others.
But what could he have done in that situation?
Just as Fang Qing was about to leave, he suddenly turned around, his voice booming like thunder in Sanmu Zhenren's ears: "You dare to lie to me?! What else is hidden in the Chuli Sect?"
In that instant, Master Sanmu seemed to sense the approach of death, and his teeth chattered involuntarily: "My lord... my lord... I truly do not know..."
Fang Qing stared intently at Sanmu Zhenren for a few more moments before finally leaving the courtyard.
"It seems this person really has nothing to hide?"
"But who was it that placed this 'Chùlǐgān' chess piece in Southern Wu?"
He thought to himself, "Either Sanmu is incredibly well hidden, or even the chess pieces don't know there's a player behind them!"
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